Chapter 693 - 293: Building a Snow House_2
He didn’t hesitate to make an incision next to the Wolf Weasel’s ear, blew the whistle loudly, and beckoned Little White to start eating.
Hearing the whistle signal for feeding, Little White, despite panting heavily from the fierce battle, didn’t hesitate and firmly grasped the Wolf Weasel’s head with his paws, following the cut Lin Yang made, and gobbled up the fresh flesh and blood.
First Little Swans, then Wolf Weasel, Lin Yang’s hunting tasks for the day were successfully completed. While Little White fed beside him, he took the Swan he had captured today and started showing it off to the online viewers.
It was an adult Swan whose feathers and size differed slightly from yesterday’s, heavier, almost feeling as light as the half-grown Wolf Weasel in his hand, its body covered with thick adult feathers.
A simple examination of its neck, and Lin Yang found the Swan’s fatal injury.
What a thing, the thick neck had its neck bone kicked broken, with only a small portion of muscle and skin still connected on the outside—this was too ferocious.
Lin Yang showed the fatal injury on the adult Little Swan’s neck to the viewers, then calmly stuffed the whole prey into his backpack. The down feathers of this adult specimen were undoubtedly more abundant than the ones from yesterday. As usual, he would take it back to the shelter and take care of it properly.
By comparison, dealing with the Wolf Weasel was more urgent, right by the water, he naturally started processing it on the spot.
Little White, full and content with his cap on, the distant group of Little Swans gradually regained their calm. Lin Yang, with a small knife, meticulously skinned and gutted the Wolf Weasel.